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Its History, Festivities And Carols

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	O then bespoke Mary, so meek and so mild, Pluck me some cherries, Joseph, for I am with child; O then bespoke Joseph, with words so unkind, Let him pluck the cherries that brought thee with child. O then bespoke Jesus in his mother's womb, Bow down then the tallest tree, that my mother may have some; Then bowed down the tallest tree, it bent to Mary's hand, Then she cried, See, Joseph, I have cherries at command. O then bespoke Joseph, I have done Mary wrong, But cheer up, my dearest, and be not cast down; Then Joseph and Mary did to Bethlehem go, And with travels were weary walking to and fro. They sought for a lodging, but the inns were filTd all, They, alas! could not have it, but in an ox's stall; But before the next morning our Saviour was born, In the month of December, Christmas Day in the morn.
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